The sadness of extreme sadness in my heart, talk about mood phrases

talk about mood phrases with extreme sadness inside

talk about mood phrases with extreme sadness inside

1. Smile after breaking up, just to cover up the painful scar! Perhaps, being isolated from the world is the best way to protect myself, hiding in the corner to cover up the lonely and pitiless injury, and the loss after joy, do you understand? Did you see the tears after turning your face? You still owe me an apology, but I won't say it again.

2. The moon's shadow is changeable, and it can't escape the full moon, the curtain is pale and bitter, and it can't bury the lifelong lovelorn love. This marriage has been cut off for thousands of years, just to meet you. In the wild and boundless troubled times, there are thousands of words and wishes, flowing clouds crossing the water, and the rivers are full of reflections. This round of glazed moon is waiting for you to come to Taoli Hualin for another year.

3. I really don't want to hurt you. Be together forever, or never contact again. If I don't contact you anymore, I will miss you crazy, but what promise can I give you? You said, "Ping, let's never lose touch, okay? I said, "Well, let's never lose touch. But how long can fruitless love last? How to bury each other's injuries and pains.

4, tears in the sea, Wushan clouds, the purple world of mortals, suddenly looking back, that flowery face, that tender feelings like the sea, will shine with endless light and shadow, and engrave eternal beautiful moments in the history book. Tonight, I am far away from the blue boat and the fragrant grass; I don't want to dance in the willows, and I don't remember flying flowers. Clouds are broken, and the shadows are oblique; The geese pass by and perch silently. At this point, I just want to be with you, * * * Chanjuan.

5. Sorrow has softened into a Qian Qian knot under whose piano music? The moon is setting and the crow is falling. Whose wind and frost has been sung for thousands of years? When a smile provoked infatuation, it was destined to go through thousands of years in the world of mortals. Tonight, I was drunk in the past life without any reason. Deep in the lotus root, on the bank of willows, the misty rain terrace is still a vast sea.

6, flicking your fingers for years, blowing away the songs and dust, wasting your thoughts; Touch the strings, like the slender wind, for whom do you miss? Feelings around fingers, life-long attachment, in the pipa and the sound, interpreted the nostalgia of one year after another; Love is deep, loneliness is hard to hide, and the whispers in my ears are like a sigh when flowers fall; Love is endless, and everyone will feel pity when they are lonely all their lives, and they will spread silently in the hazy air; A flood of running water, carrying all the breeze, dyed white in the stationery.

7. Buddha said: Looking back 5 times in the past life, it was only in exchange for passing by in this life. Just once in this life, there are many incense in previous lives. Holding hands is a fate, and looking back is a fate; Life has a fate, and love is a fate; If there is an afterlife, the afterlife is also a fate. Life is made up of countless predestinations; Let you knot and untie. Cherish the fate, follow the fate, and you can see the origin and fall with the Buddha's heart.

8. The world of mortals is drunk in a dream for a thousand years, accompanied by lonely songs for a lifetime. For you, I'm drunk for eternity, and I'm pale with the fleeting and eternal love of this rolling world of mortals. Thousands of years of poetry and painting have drunk your charming wine and wine with a smile. Once the sea turned into a few dreams and sorrows, whose fingertips inadvertently passed through thousands of years and locked the fragrance of the moment in a melancholy mind.

9. Iraqis in the mirror, the shadows of flowers are scattered on the moon. Who will I think of if I miss this world? Who am I willing to forget when I wash the lead, repair my face and cover my heart, and love goes with the wind? The world of mortals is locked deep, only because of a sense of nostalgia. Looking back, Zhan Yan chuckled, and I will live up to my lovesickness in this life. I only feel for you, Zhan Yan recalls, the whole city is warm, smiling pear vortex. I just want you to look back once and see my affection.

1. Look, who's sitting under the bodhi tree, counting the flowers falling from the curtain after season. Soft whispers, rustling sighs, and murmuring lovesickness charm the enchanting youth of rouge. Listen, who is playing a sad chord in the world of mortals? Who is it, indulging in the misty rain and the world of mortals, writing the amorous feelings of the world, a Tang poem, a song poem and a flute sound with a lingering fragrance, which made past lives feel attached.

11. In the dream, whose Yu Di is lingering and whose song is melodious and tactfully? The sound of the wind is like the sound of nature on earth, and the echo drips through the running water, crosses the mountains and falls in the wind hundreds of times. The slightest tenderness is like a flower falling all over the sky, and the petals float over the beauty and fall on the pillow, melting into thousands of pieces in the dream. When I heard the forgetfulness, I felt three points of flowing water and seven points of spring scenery, and the wine was very sweet.

12. That year, Na Yue, that time has passed quietly. That feeling, that love, that lovesickness has been tactfully for thousands of years. The mountain, the water and the sound of the piano have gradually become clear. The river, the bank and the two sides have been devastated. My figure standing on the shore is still tall and straight. The piano sounds euphemistically. Who's that, playing a stunning song and burying me in the world of mortals!

13. On that day, you were the end of the world, and I was the cape, looking at each other in pairs, and we could not rely on each other for despair; At that time, you were the bright moon, and I was the clear spring, which were inseparable and could not be intertwined; In that life, you were by the Qingshui River and I was by the Naihe Bridge. Your deep call, my deep affection. After all, we are not fairy tales. With you, we are just cartoons that I missed all my life.

14. Looking back for the last time on Naihe Bridge, I turned my last nostalgia for the world of mortals into two lines of clear tears on my pale cheeks. Tears entered Meng Po Tang, stayed in Sansheng Stone and past lives, and many cycles came to my eyes, frozen for thousands of years, lonely for thousands of years, and all returned to silence at that moment. How can we leave in previous lives, meet in this life, and meet again in the afterlife? You are the bead in front of the Buddha. When the dust settles, the memory of your love will be as bleak as the wind and frost. I am willing to fall for you in the boundless love of my previous life, perhaps just to exchange for meeting you in this life. I can't dream because of your lotus heart, just want to get the fragrance of bloom in this life and the waiting for you and me for thousands of years in previous lives!

16. You are my gentleness from a lifetime ago, and the fragrant flowers beside my pillow shed a fragrance in the moonlight, warming my lifelong attachment. A flood of autumn water flows in my eyes, and my thoughts are full of urgency. Under the bright moon, I am still a woman like a dream, with long hair fluttering, dancing and taking pictures. And thousands of miles away, are you caressing the sword and chanting, white clothes are better than snow, and your smile is clear.

17. I miss this life, and the wind and smoke are fleeting, holding hands in the world of mortals, day and night, and setting the word for love. Two dependent, like flowers, you are my only warmth, not negative, bustling lips lingering. On that day, the sky was gloomy, like my mood. Stepping on the broken sadness, closing my eyes, I can't remember your complete smile. At this moment, my world began to snow.

18. Looking back on past lives, we became attached to each other in this life, and the world of mortals is rolling on. Who can follow! The so-called Iraqis, on the water side, are hard to rely on, and tears flow thousands of times! Leaning alone by the window, the moon is shining, looking around, and being sad alone! Love is hard to cut, lovesickness is hard to break, I think about it every day, and I look forward to it every night! The magpie is in the branches, and with the sadness, the heart is hopeless, and tears are shed on the skirt! Time flies, how can it be wasted? Beauty is easy to get old, but how can it flow? If you depend on each other, don't leave!

19. The breeze dances the bright moon, and the dream falls into the flowers. When I wake up from a dream, it seems like a lifetime ago, and my eyebrows are full of acacia. Alone in the world, drunk and greedy. Worrying thoughts have no boundaries. Alone in front of the window, let the wind blow, watch the flowers fall, under the yellow flower tree, are you stroking Yu Di again, drunk and pulling the strings? Looking at the Millennium, the prosperity is gone, but my infatuation has not changed. It's a pity that after wandering for several times, it's still the sweet words among the flowers in the dream.

2. Love hurts, how many people have suffered, how many memories have been destroyed, how much sadness has been felt, how much cold has been lost, and how many thoughts have been lost. Even though moths put out the fire, they still have no hesitation. They only look at love and hurt themselves, but they can't be cut off all their lives. How many infatuated tears have been shed, how many ordinary love have been drunk! If you are my lotus, then let me keep a long-lasting affection for you in this life.

21. If life is just like the first time, there is no need to draw a fan in the autumn wind. It's easy to change, but it's easy to change. The Lishan language is clear at midnight, and the rain bell will not complain at night. What's more, if you're lucky enough, you'll be more willing than ever. Love doesn't have to die, fragrance floats just right, and ruthlessness is not necessarily a refusal. I just want you to remember: smile at each other at first sight.

22. If the beauty has a dream, then the gentleman can solve it; If the gentleman has words, then the beauty can listen; When all the prosperity comes to an end, it will surely turn into a misty rain, fade with the flowers, bend with the moon, the frost and dew are heavy, and I am as lonely as smoke. You sit alone like a lotus, and the evening breeze seeps through the window lattice quietly, leaving a pain of clear ice and a faint worry. When can you read those affectionate eyes?

23. If I can, I can stay with you for a thousand years, and I just want to care for you and smile. If you are willing, I am willing to accompany you forever, and I only want to stay with you forever. Your face is like a lotus flower in my heart, and the setting sun is shining with ink, whispering softly, and a few fireworks are flying all over the sky in an instant. Are you still sitting in the long pavilion in a mile, Sandy Jade Finger, wrapped in the warmth of the breeze, drawing a corner of the sky and starting from the shore of the Mekong River?

24. Under whose piano music, the rustling sky and the endless sadness have softened into a Qian Qian knot? The moon is setting and the crow is falling. Whose wind and frost has been sung for thousands of years? When a smile provoked infatuation, it was destined to go through thousands of years in the world of mortals. Tonight, I was drunk in the past life without any reason. Deep in the lotus root, on the bank of willows, the misty rain terrace is still a vast sea.

25. Life is a fate. From the beginning to the end, from nothing to nothing, from nothing to nothing, it is doomed to vanish, but after all the noise, I have been here, loved and hurt, and I smiled innocently, so I have no regrets. Time flies, the youth is exhausted, how much melancholy, how much disconsolate, just because of constant cutting, the reason is still broken. This situation is like a dream, moving and moving, just to pursue this fate.

26. Missing is the wind without direction, which blows away the traces of years. Messy dance steps, through the long four seasons, nirvana into poetry in warm days. Even if we can't depend on each other closely, we look forward to the opportunity to get close to each other. The footsteps of drifting away, the feelings of hurting inch by inch, measure a kind of sorrow called distance in the gap between heart and heart fatigue.

27. I spent all my youth, but I couldn't get out of the long rainy season. I sang all the way, looked back all the way, remembered it endlessly, and shed tears. I turned my heart into a dewdrop, perched on the broad leaves of my dream, fell asleep, and waited for the morning light of the next life to wake me up gently. Then, in this life, can you allow me to settle down and return my innocent heart to the moon, gentle as jade, and clear eyes, just like the ying ying when I first saw it?

28. How many old dreams have you escaped from a world of mortals love, a thousand-year-old relationship and a few strands of lovesickness? On the water side, I would like to take a boat with lotus fragrance, cross the bright moon in Qin Dynasty, cross the tang style Song Yun, and find you on the vast Xizi Lake! Just want to ring for you and tap on every night when I miss you; Just want to smile for you and erase the dust of your life!

29, a wisp of smoke, curled up, green dragonfly water, catkins fluttering. If the floating life is a dream, it is as quiet as water, without asking about feelings and worries. I only wish you a good life, past life and bitterness in this life. No matter rain or snow, I just want to be plain and drunk, to fill my half-life displacement, and to say goodbye to my whole life. Peeling off and covered with scars, waiting for the phoenix to nirvana, wishing to be bleak and send a piece of paper, wishing this life to be with clothes.

3, a melody rustling, joys and sorrows of the world. With a touch of vicissitudes of life, the sleeves are full of fragrance, and the worldly feelings are lost without a trace. Dance between your fingers and fall into a prosperous life, playing a romantic and sad song. A bright moon, carrying a wisp of breeze, through the Millennium dust. Lonely fingers slip through the sadness of the soul, and how much affection is left. How many smiles and tears fly in the sky, suddenly looking back, a dream in a daze, devoted all my life to gentleness and poetry, but I have already lost you in the disconsolate review.

31, a bridge, called helpless; A river, called Forgotten River. On the banks of Sansheng Stone, Iraqis are still there. I wish to accompany you to drunk and laugh for 3, games, without complaining about leaving; Recall that beauty is like jade, sword is like a rainbow, and it breaks the void; Cherish, Feihong has done his best to worry about every word, and it is difficult to think about it. Between the flowers and the moon. He, laughing and drinking Meng Po Tang. She doesn't cry for beauty! And the rain, the smoke and the rain are invincible, and the heaven and the earth are equally worried. If there is an afterlife, it will be a beautiful city. Who knows this love?

32, if you want to be together, it is difficult to look at each other, and everyone is heartbroken; Love is fleeting, hate is long, and the lights are dim. Traveling to Qian Shan, involving thousands of waters, tears on the road of acacia; In bloom in spring, autumn leaves fall, leaving lingering fragrance after prosperity; The wine is strong, the heart is also drunk, and the shirt is lightly sleeved and dancing; Thinking of autumn water, thinking of Iraqis, being close at hand and near Yuanyang; Past love, debt in this life, a dream of reincarnation in the world of mortals.

33. When you are drunk and forget each other, why worry about it; Pity the silent night, and the thin film is bleak. We have known each other for thousands of years, and we are in love in this life; If you can't move, you will have a lot of worries, and tears will flow first. In the young night, string together your warm words and phrases, fold them into Tang and Song Dynasties, and lay the foundation for tonight's words. A kind of love can only be sent in a dream from afar, and I, as a butterfly in a dream, wait for the moment of dawn in the slender moonlight and dance.

34. When you are drunk, you know that your dreams are empty. It turns out that it is also a kind of pain to watch the residual flowers wither. Who buried a lifetime promise at your grave? Whose love for life and death is painted in the world of mortals? In the end, I can only keep the same face, and it will last for a thousand years. Looking at the cherry blossoms all over the sky, sadness flows, but it can't hide the mottled time. Burned-out elegance, for whom turned into the other shore flower? Whoever caresses my hair owes me a lifetime price.

35, a mountain, can't be separated by two lovesickness, a horizon, can't be silent, I miss you with my life, drink that bowl of Mengpo soup alone, bury myself between the mountains and bones, and listen to the trickle of water, and the breeze is dancing with falling flowers! Listen to the wind, I can't finish my life's thoughts, and the flowing water can't finish my world's love.

36. A wolf is a warrior who is not afraid of life and death. In order to survive, they will take the initiative to attack enemies several times stronger than themselves. Even if they die, they will create opportunities for other similar people. In the law of natural selection, wolves are respectable, but they are also incomprehensible and disgusting.

37. Meteor, because of brief and beautiful, streaks across the dark night sky, releasing that fleeting light. Although it is weak, no one can ignore its existence. Life is like a meteor, full of wonder and legend, like a beautiful legend, whether it will be as short as a meteor, others can't decide, and God can't decide, only oneself can master it. If you like, meteors can also become eternal.

38. The road cannot be trodden by one person, but needs a group of people to move in the same direction. If you just do things for the sake of chasing results, but don't know how to enjoy the process, even if you succeed in the end, it will become bland and tasteless.

39. Dreams can never be realized. If they can be realized through hard work, they are not called dreams. Man can approach his dream infinitely, but he can't realize it, but that's enough. Only by experiencing the process of working hard for his dream and feeling the happiness in it can he live a meaningful life. If he gives up his dream just because his dream is too far away to be realized, he is just a cowardly person, and his life is doomed to failure.

4. Silent withering and aging and instantaneous explosive burning have the same result, but the time is different. Which one do you choose?